I'm going to the dentist this morning to have a crown (temporary) put in. I was fine with it. After my last appointment, my fears of all things dental related subsided greatly. We had a great weekend. I hardly even got to my computer, and when I did, it was mainly to read email.
We did some heavy-duty work (cleaning) on the house and it looks really great. My husband will be cleaning the carpets today. Saturday, we had a bunch of neighbors (I believe the total was 14 with some drive by's) over for dinner. I supplied the meat and a salad, and everyone else brought a dish. It was great and everyone had a good time. The weather was most cooperative.
My mind was clear. My breathing was regular. I thought about the appointment occasionally, but really didn't worry about it.
And then? After my alarm went off this morning? My mind immediately settled on the fact that today was the day. My stomach? Is in knots. I keep getting butterflies. I'm sweating. I feel like my heart is going to come out of my chest.
This is simply ridiculous. Can you say overkill? I KNOW this. I really do. What am I doing to myself and why? I am a grown woman. A mother for goodness sake. Why am I so scared? Why am I on the verge of tears? Can you tell me?
Writing about it helps. It relaxes me. I will be fine. I will relax.
But now? I could really use a hug from my mom.
Update: I'm back. With a serious case of numbness. I lisp when I talk. Kind of funny really. I am relieved. It was't bad at all. It just took a long time. And now that I can't eat (because the temporary crown needs to set and I am still numb)? I am starving. Carry on. I need to go back to work, though I dare say I'm going to sound like a drunken fool for a while.
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I SOOO relate - I am totally dental phobic. Hugs..many, many hugs.
Posted by: debby at September 12, 2005 10:29 AM
If you lived closer I could send you to my dentist. He plays country music, blaring and sings etc. I think he figures if you think about the odd things he's doing you won't think about your teeth and what he's doing..
Glad it turned out ok though and I have no doubt that you sound like a drunken fool..hehehe
Posted by: Zoots Mom at September 12, 2005 01:33 PM
Glad it wasn't too bad!
Posted by: Heather at September 12, 2005 01:37 PM
yeah I know that feeling hmm it's interesting for about 5 minutes thn it's a bit of a bore waiting for it to wear off and trying to speak with what feels like a mouth full of cotton balls.
*Hugs*
Posted by: Gopher at September 12, 2005 03:47 PM
I've always called the Dentist...the Nazi Doctor...but, the bottom line is: WE NEED 'EM.
Take the pain: Otherwise you'll have no teeth...and that is not acceptable.
Know what I mean?
I know some folks who took the other route, and they are really really fucked up. Can't smile...can't eat...can't sleep. They are in a bad way because they wouldn't take the percieved pain (for lack of a better phrase). There are pills to control that.
Their "lack of" has changed their lives for the worse.
I'm just saying...
Bottom line is, though: It is all about money.
Posted by: Yabu at September 12, 2005 04:04 PM
OH my god...
I so wish this had been an audio post ;)
Posted by: Robin at September 12, 2005 10:57 PM
I have to agree with Robin and audio post would have been funny after you returned from the dentist.
Posted by: Melonie at September 14, 2005 08:43 AM